Miss Astarte : Writing

Month of Fools

Month of Fools

A Poem by Miss Astarte


Account of an actual prank played upon me by mischievous companions. T'was a month for fools.
Sovereignty

Sovereignty

A Poem by Miss Astarte


The ocean is so much like a woman.
Old Man Sea

Old Man Sea

A Poem by Miss Astarte


He still stands, waiting for his lover.
Psalm of a Thespian

Psalm of a Thespian

A Poem by Miss Astarte


My soul! My soul! Shall I lament Thee?
Elegy of the Dawn

Elegy of the Dawn

A Poem by Miss Astarte


For a dear friend who passed away due to brain cancer.
He Came Through the Window

He Came Through the Window

A Poem by Miss Astarte


What if the man dressed as Santa followed you home?
Second Class Souls

Second Class Souls

A Poem by Miss Astarte


The steeple casts them in a hellish shadow . . .
Thief

Thief

A Story by Miss Astarte


The good thief's pespective.
Summer's Slumber

Summer\'s Slumber

A Poem by Miss Astarte


A tale of a wildfire.

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